Cargo, Zipline, Killstreak, and Coalburn stare at the memorial.
"I think they got my nose wrong," Zipline critiques.
"You don't have a nose," Cargo reminds.
"I have a nose," states Coalburn.
Zipline corrects, "More like a muzzle."
Killstreak studies Axis wielding the Star Saber fully. "So, this is what you guys were doing?"
"A woman emerged from the lake, ready to deliver the sword to the worthy," Cargo informs. "I, however, was not ready."
"A woman? Like, a lady of the lake?" Zip asks. "I feel like there should be a Monty Python reference here, but I can't remember the quote."
Coalburn tilts his head to the side. "I wonder if any of us are worthy."
Cargo and Killstreak take a step back, in contrast to Zipline, who takes a step forward.
"No offense, Zip, but I don't think it'd be you," Coalburn tells him.
"Well, I am pretty great at public speaking," he protests. "I got Cargo and myself out of being arrested while leaving Cybertron."
Absolution sits peacefully in the sim room, refusing to program a competition.